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Saturday, 8 March 2014

Foxy Knoxy's word to the wise #6: begone, foul lenten horror

Beloved elect, predestined - albeit woefully tainted,
regarding this matter of 'Lent':
it behooves us to remember that we are surrounded on all sides by the adversaries of Satan.
Subtle, subtle are the machinations of his minions.
Flawed and unworthy creatures that we are, we listen to the honeyed words of temptation and fall, alas.
Swimming in a cesspit of sin with Satan, only God's grace can rescue us from uttermost darkness.

Fall on your knees and fall upon God's mercy: repent.
Fast and pray.
Think not of so-called special times and seasons of the year: begone foul lenten horror! Instead, live your lives in perpetual penitence; don the black of sorrow and avoid riotous cheer, or indeed, purple.
Being a Protestant is a serious business.
We neither do purple nor shades of grey; black and white are sufficient unto the day. But given our inadequacies and sinfulness, mostly black will do.

G'day

About Me

I am:
a fan of ginger beer; walking on the beach; thinly spread vegemite on hot, buttered toast; warm hearths on wintry days and warm hearts most every day....
Rather fond of:
Protestant reformers with long, flowing beards; spontaneous musical gatherings; conversations silly and serious over good cups of coffee....
Quite partial to:
early modern Scottish church history; sunsets that leave me breathless; Orkney, the Inner Hebrides and the beauty of East Lothian; chocolate....
I think that the bible's a cracking read; that Jesus is pretty amazing; and that life is a rather surprising and amazing thing....
I tend to:
wander and wonder and try to be thankful, as I ponder and process this pilgrim way....
I know:
the healing power of laughter; 'that my Redeemer lives - what joy that blessed assurance gives'; that 'the arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends toward justice'; the peculiar, aching, joyful beauty that is Fantasia on a theme by Thomas Tallis, and how it moves my soul....
I give thanks:
not always, for I can be forgetful or overly-busy...yet, nevertheless, God is good and I am blessed indeed.